She moaned softly and pushed her hips against his fingers. No, it wasn't the same as before, when she'd been healthy, but with the addition of a little lube, gifted to her by one of the nymphs with a knowing smile, things were close to good. She enjoyed his closeness, his attentiveness, just doing this together, more than for the act of getting off. When orgasm did come, it was soft and low, gentle waves of pleasure lapping across her, afraid to let go too hard in case pain came with it.
She hummed her appreciation and smiled, turning her head towards Tragos. "The student has become the master," she said, and kissed him tenderly.